28 comments/ 71286 views/ 69 favorites Kim and Eva Ch. 01 By: daprich49 "Number 28, they screwed up my name." Kim Burgos closed her eyes and sighed, hoping that when she opened them again, it would be early evening and she'd be in her hotel room, settling in for a solid ten hours of sleep. "Sorry ma'am, was there something you needed?" Kim smiled in spite of herself. "Oh nothing, I'm just feeling a little morbid today and I’m keeping a running list of everything that's gone wrong since I mistakenly chose to get out of bed this morning." The woman behind the table whose name tag very nearly screamed "Cindi" furrowed her brow, thoroughly confused. Kim held up her identification pass up for inspection. "Someone must think I'm Cuban and decided to rename me 'Vargas'. I beg of you Cindi, is 'Burgos' that confusing a name, tell me the truth?" Kim was merely attempting to lighten the mood, but regretted it immediately. It was clear that Cindi's day had been nearly as long and frustrating as her own and any attempt at sarcasm was going to be taken as another annoying conference attendee testing her limits. "Ms. Burgos, you can attempt to get a new tag, but I suggest you pretend that you're Cuban for the week and memorize the name on the tag, will there be anything else?" Kim smiled again. "I'm a black girl from Georgia, you think that will fly?" She thought Cindi would at least send her on her way with a courtesy grin, but she was stone faced. "Cindi, your list is way above 28 isn't it?" "Closer to 128." "Gotcha, have a nice week." Kim turned heel and looked for the next line she needed to join. She took in her surroundings and sighed. "Why can't I just relax and enjoy myself?" she mumbled. There were certainly worse places to be than in Tampa for 4 days, no matter what the reason. Granted, a long weekend at the pool with the girls would be preferable to hours of lectures on new ways to get more insurance premiums out of unsuspecting victims…errrr… customers, but there was more than enough down time for her to get into some harmless trouble if she put her mind to it. The problem was.... "Kimmy, you still making lists of all the reasons you get to be whiny?" ....Jerry. "Jerry, how many times have I asked you to cut it out with the Kimmy crap?" "Oh tons of times", Jerry replied with delight. "Listen, you got your package yet?" "Yes Jerry, I have my name tag, my package, I've registered, I just need to check in to my room." "Great, we're in the same boat, let's get in line." "Number 29", Kim grumbled. "Burgos, seriously, what is up with that? When I showed up late you started this ridiculous count. The weather was number 2, the cabbie from the airport asking you if you liked older men was number eighteen or something. Then I accidently touched your butt. Jeez, I didn't have you pegged as one of these dark, emo music-lovers." "Yeah Jerry, us black girls LOVE our emo." "Kimmy, come on, I.." "JERRY", Kim snapped, drawing a crowd of eyes. Embarrassed, she jerked Jerry by the arm to the back of the shortest check-in line. "Jerry", she continued in a hushed voice, "please, just leave me be this week will you? You're a good guy, but we don't run in the same crowds and there are TONS of dumb, impressionable girls for you to work your magic on. Why do you need to pester me all the time? We got jobs for the same company and were placed in the same office, and now we've been sent to the same conference. Otherwise, we would never have spoken a word to each other as long as we lived. For a fun sociological experiment, let's see if we can have a long, successful business relationship while speaking less than 10 words a year to each other, how's that?" Jerry stammered, clearly hurt. "I was just…ah…making sure you were ok. I..I guess I thought you had to be pretty upset to be making lists of….Ok, I’m sorry I make you feel uncomfortable, there are a bunch of other lines.” He shuffled away, head down and Kim could swear his over-gelled frosted tips were beginning to wilt. Kim let out a long sigh. “That was harsh, but he deserved it”, she told herself. Jerry had been on her nerves since they had first shown up for orientation at the offices of Peachtree Insurance in downtown Atlanta. She had been longing to give him both barrels since almost the moment they met. He talked too much, came on too strong, stared at her ass and her tits whenever he got a chance, called her Kimmy, and constantly asked her out for drinks and to bring friends to hook him up with. He seemed like he was still in the Georgia Tech frat house that spat him out and it drove her up the wall. She resolved not to think about him the rest of the day. It was a 15-minute wait until she was able to check in, which turned out to be perfect timing. She was able to get her bags to her room, and fix herself up a little bit before the first lecture. Luckily she was relatively low maintenance. Kim had been blessed with a clear, mocha-colored complexion and keeping her hair styled in her favorite tight black curls had always been a snap. She touched up her eyes, added a little lipstick, threw on some deodorant and was all set. Kim walked into the lecture hall just as the room was being called to order. She knew no one in the room other than Jerry and found herself scanning the room for him. “Some resolution I made”, thought Kim. Not spotting him, she chose a seat as near the back and away from the most strangers as possible, hoping to make a break for the door as soon as it was socially acceptable. The topic of the lecture had to do with life insurance and by the time she’d heard the term “death benefit” for the 1000th time and fully considered the ridiculous nature of that term, Kim was ready to fall asleep. She thought that might look bad, so she tried to focus on more interesting topics, but all that she could think of was Jerry. Was he annoying? Yes, but that harmless kind of annoying, mixed with that little bit of stupidity that made him kind of puppy dog-ish. Attractive? Hardly. But Kim knew that she’d been borderline cruel and now she had to fix it. “Drinks with Jerry,” she thought to herself. “That’s a recipe for numbers 30 through 50 at least.” Kim scanned the crowd a second time. Still no Jerry, but she got an idea of what kind of crowd she’d be around for the next 4 days. She thought she spotted a few people close to her age, but certainly not many and she guessed the average age in the room to be in the vicinity of 45. “When dinosaurs walked the earth,” she thought and let out a sigh. Again she berated herself for being so bitchy. After all, she should be one of the happier souls in the room. Only 24, she already had a decent job, a house, lots of friends, she was close with her family…she was doing better than 99% of the population. Surely Jerry’s presence wasn’t enough of an annoyance to ruin all that, and she knew that to be true. It wasn’t all that long ago that Jerry’s nagging would have been like water off a duck’s back, but she didn’t feel like the same person lately. Painfully, her Mom had run down the list of ways she’d changed in the last 6 months at Sunday dinner just 2 nights ago. “Baby, you call your father and I half as much as you used to”, she had said. “Your sisters never hear from you, you’re testy and sarcastic all the time, short-tempered and even rude. I haven’t talked to your friends, but I’ll bet I’ll get similar stories from them, won’t I?” Kim hadn’t said much in return, she just hugged everyone in the room and promised to try to be more like herself when she got back from Florida. Now here she was acting even worse. The 6 month mark her Mother spoke of corresponded with her breakup with Cory, her boyfriend of almost 5 years. At one point, the bachelorette pad she was currently living in was going to be theirs. That went out the window when she came home earlier than expected from a night out with the girls and found Cory taking a bath with one of his former students. Given that he teaches Grade 12 Math, he was lucky that kicked out was all he got. She didn’t take psychology in school, but she knew that her present mood had everything to do with not dealing properly with that shock. The problem was, she couldn’t bring herself to talk about it. As far as anyone knew, they had just come to that breaking point and grown apart. She just couldn’t come out with the real reason with her Mom, sisters, friends, anyone. She and Cory had been having issues, but they were more issues that he had with her than the other way around. She had tried so hard to change for him, which wasn’t really like her, but she loved him. When it didn’t work and he turned to a 19 year old with huge boobs, it just made her so angry that it scared her. She didn’t want to see either of them ever again because she was scared what she would do and she didn’t want to talk about it, because she was scared what she would say. She didn’t gossip about him to hurt him because she was scared it would all become too public. To top it all off, she had been far too angry and standoffish to attract anyone new outside of Jerry since that day and was experiencing levels of sexual frustration she hadn’t thought possible. She was just pondering which of the 2 things her biggest problem was when movement in her line of vision snapped her out of her daze. Blinking to refocus her eyes and sitting up in her chair like an actual person, she realized that the person seated closest to her, a girl one row up and a few seats over, was waving to her. She leaned forward. “Sorry…hi”, was all Kim could think to say. The blonde girl flashed a big smile and leaned in to whisper. “You’ve been staring directly at me for like 10 minutes, I was worried you had died on the spot or were extremely strange, either way I was concerned.” “Oh wow, I’m sorry, that’s so rude. I was just zoned out, lots on my mind. I didn’t mean to bother you.” “No bother Ms. Vargas”, said the stranger, eying the ID hanging from Kim’s neck, rolling her “r’s with a purr. “Oh yeah, I forgot I was Cuban for a minute,” replied Kim. Blondie looked at her as if she had three heads. “Sorry, that was a one-person inside joke….which really is the worst kind.” The stranger smiled politely but painfully and Kim imagined her fleeing the room any second. No one had left the lecture yet, so Kim decided to try and hang on a little longer and pulled out a pen. “Maybe pretending to make notes will make me less creepy,” she thought. Unexpectedly, the girl made a return trip down the aisle about 10 minutes later. “Seriously, are you ok? Sorry if I’m annoying, but I can’t shake the feeling that you’re upset.” Kim flashed the big smile this time. “It’s really nice of you to ask, but I just have a lot on my mind. Plus the conference changed my name from Burgos to Vargas, so you know, there’s some serious stuff piling up. It’s Kim by the way.” “Eva”, came the reply, with another big smile. “Enjoy your week Eva, I’ll try and not stalk you in any way, consciously or unconsciously, for at least the rest of this lecture.” Eva laughed heartily, attracting some glares from neighbouring rows, and Kim immediately brightened. She realized that she hadn’t made anyone genuinely laugh in the longest of times and wondered what it was about strangers that made her so eager to be more like herself again. Eva touched her hand, leaned in and whispered, “You’re a dangerous woman to know Ms. Newly-Cuban, and I’ve got my eye on you this week”. “Well I plan on packing it in at the buffet this week; you may need 2 eyes to see my entire butt by Friday.” “Oh I doubt it Kim, but have fun trying.” “Will do,” replied Kim as Eva stood to leave. Kim jerked her head around and saw that the lecture had come to an end and that about half the hall was making its way to the doors. Kim threw her bag over her shoulder and raced to join them. Number 30 on Kim’s list was provided courtesy of Jerry, just as she suspected it would. What she didn’t expect was that he’d be sitting on the floor outside her hotel room as she walked up. He looked like a man you could write a really depressing country song about. “Jerry, how did you know which room I was in?” Jerry reached behind him and knocked on the door opposite Kim’s. “We’re neighbours, it’s a coincidence. Don’t panic, I didn’t force the conference to put people from the same company in neighboring rooms” “Ok, wow, I’m just a bitch without even trying lately.” Kim stepped over his feet and slid her key card in the door. “Jerry, I’d like you to come in and talk to me. Will you do that? I promise you’ll feel better.” He looked up and the puppy dog expression changed to pervy grin in seconds. “Jerry, what is wrong with you? You’ll feel better MOOD-wise, not in your genitals, ok?” “Sorry Kim, I can’t help the jokes, I really don’t mean anything by it, I just….” “Jerry just stop right there, I know. Come in ok?” He gingerly rose to his feet and hesitatingly walked through the door. “I presume you’d prefer if I sat on the chair and not the bed?” Kim laughed. “Jerry you’re not getting any either place, so it doesn’t matter where you plant yourself.” He kicked his shoes off and thought about spreading out on the king size, but thought better of it. As he sank into the chair Kim started her speech. “I have not been a nice person the past few months,” she started. “I had something happen in my life right about the time we started working for Peachtree and I haven’t been the same since. I walked in my bathroom and found my serious boyfriend having a bubble bath with his 19-year old former student. I’ve replayed that exact moment in my mind a million times and I know for a fact that she was bouncing up and down on his dick under that water at the moment I walked in, even though I only had my eyes open for a millisecond, walked out of that house immediately and didn’t return until he assured me that he’d removed every trace of himself from the place. He still calls me at least 3 or 4 times a week and he tells people it’s because he needs to apologize and still loves me; but he really wants to know if I’ve told anyone about the girl and whether I plan on it. He never really loved me. The criticism he gave wasn’t intended to let me know how I could change and make him happy. It was a setup to explain things when he eventually left, and I don’t want to hear it. I’m afraid because I’ve never been this angry about anything. I haven’t talked about it or even wanted to until this very moment. Keeping this in for 6 months has made me into a person capable of speaking to you the way I did before. I’m not sure why I’m telling you other than by way of explaining that instead of just going to bed for a very long time, I’d like to go and get a little drunk at the bar maybe.” She stopped and inhaled deeply. Had she just said that in one breath? It felt like it. Jerry was in a state of mild shock. Kim normally told him to buzz off in varying 5-word combinations. This was the most she’d said in one sitting by a longshot. He wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he wasn’t hopelessly dense the way Kim took him for. “Then I’m buying,” he said, rising off the chair and stepping back into his shoes. “Welcome Insurance Professionals” read the sign greeting arrivals to the bar off the lobby of the Tampa Ambassador Hotel. It was the 2 for 1 drink tickets in the orientation package that felt like the warmest welcome, however, and Jerry had been able to convince some “old farts”, as he called them, to throw some additional tickets his way as well. The bar itself, The Crown Jewel, was an impressive spot. Comfortable leather booths, good lighting, good food, good service, a dance floor for when the conference-goers got a little frisky; what more could you ask for? It wasn’t until the second round of 2-for-1s when Jerry actually broached the subject of Kim’s rant. “I don’t know what to say about what you told me,” he said with genuine honesty. “Not that I don’t know ANYTHING to say, I just don’t know if you actually want to talk about it, or if you just needed to get that off your chest.” “Jerry, I’ll get back to you on that, but for now, let’s scope for hotties.” “Scope for hotties? Jeez, that’s cheesy even for me.” “I didn’t think anything was too cheesy for you.” Jerry grimaced. “I thought you were being nice to me now.” “I am being nice to you. I don’t let many people scope for hotties with me. You can do worse than me for a wing man.” “Sometimes being the wing man means taking one for the team. You ok to leave with the hot girl’s cross-eyed friend with the limp?” “Jerry, everyone deserves some loving and it’s been so long, I might just drag that hot limping girl out of here kicking and screaming. The more unbelievable part of that is you leaving with someone hot.” Jerry was finding this endlessly entertaining and sensed he could do some probing that would normally get him stomped upon. “So you go for girls and guys do you?” Kim rolled her eyes. “A bit of an amateur there Jerry. Hoping to turn pro but the Lesbian Association is concerned with my inexperience and inability to actually spot one.” With that, Kim pointed an unsteady finger at the approaching waiter, a tall, well-built black guy with a goatee and an easy smile. “How about her? She’s hot!” The waiter noticed the gestures and came right over. “I’ve been beckoned have I?” he asked, never taking his eyes off of Kim. Jerry was amused. “While you’re here, we’ll definitely take some more 2 for 1s, but my friend here was just commenting on the fact that you could help her turn pro. I don’t know what it means, but I’ll bet it’s dirtier than it sounds.” Kim glared at Jerry who simply wagged his tongue at her. She wished her shoes could reach his balls somehow. The waiter’s smile grew wider and he leaned cockily against the table, biting his lip. “Is that soooo,” he said, and, for some reason, Jerry thought immediately of him and his friends getting rejected at every local Atlanta bar. Kim suppressed a laugh. “Wow buddy, is that the first time you’ve pulled out the ol’ creepy lip bite and lean? Next time try ‘Hi, my name is’. I’m done with you, drinks please!” The waiter slinked off at the exaggerated wave of her hand and Jerry noticed him head right for the bar to probably arrange for someone else to continue at their table. “Kim, I don’t know your moods at all, so are you just a cheap drunk, in a genuinely good mood, on the verge of a breakdown, what? Can you give me a hint?” “Jerry, not to worry, I am in a very good mood despite your bit of meddling just now. I am aware that I’m getting tipsy and, more importantly, I know my limits big boy.” She paused, seemingly deep in thought.” For instance, I just called you ‘big boy’ so the next one is probably the last before I switch to Diet Coke.” She looked across the table and saw his genuine concern. She sighed. “Listen, you’re obviously a sweet guy at heart, I’m sorry I’ve never given you any credit for that. Sometimes it’s hard to see through the part of you that still got your chest painted at a Georgia Tech football game, that’s all.” “No worries Kimmy.” She started to protest the butchering of her first name yet again but he threw up a hand in protest. “I’ll stop calling you Kimmy when you actually remember that I went to Georgia State. The only sport we were mildly competitive in was basketball and I never painted my chest at any games. If you’re going to make fun of me, at least do it right.” Kim nodded in assent and took the last of her drinks from their new waiter. “Ok then, this place is starting to fill up a little bit, any promising fish I can help you reel in? After these 2 drinks are in me, you’ve got one good hour of me until I have to either have a complete steak dinner or a long nap. Either way, I’m out of here, so make good use of me.” They had positioned themselves at a booth near the bar for maximum exposure and sociability. Kim and Eva Ch. 01 Before long, a line had formed and a group of 6 or 7 ladies was gathered at the foot of their table. Eventually eye contact was managed and a couple of the girls offered friendly “hello”s. “Hey”, replied Kim, “where are you ladies from?” “Jacksonville,” replied a tall brunette, “how about you guys?” “All the way from Atlanta”, replied Jerry, seizing the opportunity to get noticed. “We’re newbies from the same office, have you guys been to the conference before?” The woman closest to Jerry, a shorter, fuller figured redhead, turned to him and smiled. “Yeah, this is the 3rd year for most of us. What do you think so far?” Jerry smiled and blushed. “He’s actually really shy”, thought Kim. If she didn’t know him better, she might have been charmed. “Well we only had the one lecture, so we don’t feel completely in the groove yet, maybe you guys can offer us some tips for getting through the week?” “Yeah, sure,” laughed the redhead, but the line was moving and the ladies were moving away. “See you later maybe?” “Sure, nice meeting you, I’m Jerry.” But the girls were already making their orders with the bartender. He seemed dejected. “Jerry, take it easy, you’re not going to get to the wedding proposal when they’re just in line to get drinks.” “I guess, but she didn’t give me her name even, I think I was annoying her.” “Who the redhead?” asked Kim. Jerry nodded. “She’s the one that caught your eye, or you’re encouraged because she chose to actually speak to you?” “Both I guess. But she’s cute and I don’t like really skinny girls. Curves are awesome.” “Curves huh? So why do I catch you staring 18 times a day?” Jerry laughed. “Yeah, right. I wonder.” “No seriously!” Jerry rolled his eyes. “Oh God Kim, don’t tell me you’re one of those!” He sensed genuine confusion coming from the other side of the table and shook his head. “Wow, I didn’t take you for one of those impossibly beautiful women who somehow go through life oblivious.” Kim was taken aback a little. She didn’t consider of herself as confidence-impaired, but she also wouldn’t have put herself in the category of impossibly beautiful either. “Jerry, I love how I look, but curvy just isn’t a word I associate with myself, that’s all. And ‘impossibly beautiful’? Where did THAT come from?” “Get a mirror Kim, seriously. There isn’t a man or woman, straight or gay who won’t walk in here tonight and not make a point of it to walk by and get a better look at you. You’re the girl all the straight girls look at and go ‘I’m not gay, but if I WAS….’ Well, you and Angelina Jolie.” “We’re right next to the bar! Of course everyone’s going to walk by!” “Whatever, I’m focusing on the redhead because out of the 7 women in that group, she’s the only one that wasn’t making eyes at you more than me.” “Oh please, I think I would have noticed a bunch of girls gawking at me.” Kim paused; she HAD acknowledged a lot of smiles from that group with some polite nods. “Anyway,” Jerry continued, “maybe one of the girls with a crush on you will ask us over to socialize and I’ll at least get to flirt with some ladies out of my league for a little while. You know…” Jerry paused just as the redhead made a sudden appearance at his elbow. “Hey Jerry, do you and your friend want to join us at our table? It’s a bigger booth away from all this traffic if that’s more attractive to you.” “It’s…attractive….FAR more attractive, sure!” Kim rolled her eyes, but smiled. From most guys the over-eager, not quite smooth manner of speech would never work, but she had to give him credit, he pulled it off. She actually would consider setting him up with someone back in Atlanta…..after a haircut of course. On the way to their new home, Kim passed a familiar face. She didn’t realize it until she was almost on top of her, but she managed a “Hey Eva” as the blonde with the rolling ‘r’s from the lecture went shuffling past. “Oh hey Kim,” Eva replied, but the traffic was pushing them both away from each other. They shared a smile and a nod and all Kim could think was, “now THAT is an impossibly beautiful woman.” Kim could see that she was a tall, slim blonde, in great shape, with big boobs, a great smile and great hair. Any imperfections she may have had were not immediately apparent. “Kim, what are you staring at?” Jerry was waiting to give her a seat at the table. She shuffled over and slid past Jerry into the booth next to a cute little blonde introduced as Justine who wore a little too much makeup, but seemed very nice. Over the next half hour, everyone exchanged names and life stories. Adrienne was the tall brunette who had first spoken to them. She seemed to be mildly stuck-up, but not entirely unpleasant, and she was undeniably gorgeous. Next to her was Carolyn, a very quiet, VERY attractive brunette with a pixie cut, then Lorelei, who was the runt of the litter from a purely looks standpoint, but she was still cute with her blonde curls, and her sense of humour and intelligence made her more attractive still. Kelly, the youngest of the bunch at 23, had super-cute blonde pigtails working for her, and while a little on the ditzy side, she was very endearing. Kim had to fight the urge to point Jerry in HER direction. Brianna sat almost directly across from her and Kim had NO trouble believing that she had been making eyes at her earlier. It was very cute the way she tried to hide it, but Kim caught her staring every single time. At least she was somewhat subtle, and Kim was certainly flattered. Brianna was a beautiful woman, with caramel skin much like Kim, straightened shoulder-length, jet black hair, gorgeous cheek bones and a nice body from what Kim saw when she had to stand to let everyone out to go to the bathroom. Deidre was Jerry’s new friend and, while a little bigger than the rest, she certainly had nothing to be ashamed of. She had beautiful auburn red hair, perfect skin, and a beautiful face that brightened all the more when she flashed a winning smile. Kim had to admit, it was strange how the girls only left the table to get drinks and go to the bathroom with so many eager guys around. There was no talk of boyfriends or husbands, but that may have been by design to leave home at home for the week. Their table was being circled by sharks from the moment they sat down and, despite what Jerry said, the looks were pretty evenly distributed among the 8 of them from what Kim could see. As Kim returned from her 3rd pee break, she saw Eva again standing at the bar. She was surrounded by a group of friends so she waved a friendly hello and sat in next to Brianna at the end of the booth. She had noticed that this time, Brianna simply slid down so Kim had no choice but to sit next to her. “Who were you waving to Kim?” asked Jerry. “To someone who is ACTUALLY impossibly beautiful my friend. See the blonde at the bar? I met her earlier today. She leaves me in the dust, wouldn’t you say?” Everyone at the table turned to look and Kim panicked that Eva might notice. Fortunately, Eva’s group was occupying her without blocking her from view. Jerry shook his head. “Kimmy, Kimmy, Kimmy, what is your deal?” “What, she isn’t hot??” “Of course she is, she’s amazing, but it’s just….” He paused and formulated a new thought. Addressing the table, he asked “Girls, who is the better looking woman, our girl Kim here, or that tall blonde at the bar?” “KIM”, came the unanimous and instantaneous reply, along with some “woooo”s from some of the drunker ones in the bunch. Kim sat back, feeling a little embarrassed, and not enjoying the uncomfortable silence that followed. Lorelei piped up. “Kim, that feels weird just hanging in the air so let me say this; I’m as straight a girl as you’re gonna find and I’ve still been staring at you for over an hour trying to figure out what’s wrong with you.” She hesitated and cleared her throat. “Ok, that sounded awful, but I was actually attempting a compliment I swear.” Kim smiled at her reassuringly and she continued. “Anyway, anything that any woman has ever nitpicked themselves about is missing from you. Your skin is flawless, your eyes are ridiculous, your teeth are perfect, your smile is gorgeous, your hair is impeccable, your boobs are big but not too big, your butt is amazing, your legs are long and you’re too nice to hate for having all of that. I told Brianna a few minutes ago that you look like the love child of Halle Berry and Tyra Banks. I haven’t seen your feet, but if you don’t have any corns on them, I’ll bet I’d have an uncontrollable urge to give you a foot massage.” Brianna and a couple of others enthusiastically nodded along to all of this and laughed heartily at the image of Lorelei massaging their new friend’s feet. Kim couldn’t help herself. “Well ok then, who wants to sleep with me first?” She laughed, and everyone else did too, but she could sense she had hit close to home with more than one person at the table. She thought about all the beauty around her and it gave her some butterflies in her stomach. “Lorelei, you’re very sweet and you get brownie points for being funny AND for being a walking thesaurus.” Lorelei raised up off her seat enough to give a small bow, eliciting more laughter. “I really don’t know why everyone suddenly thinks I need a self-image intervention or something. It’s just that I don’t know many people that would easily accept that kind of compliment, you know what I mean?” The girls generally nodded in agreement and Kim got scattered apologies from around the table. “Ok, please stop apologizing for being too nice and let’s just get back to having a nice time, ok?” The next round of drinks arrived just then and everyone went back to chatting, Kim included. Still, she had the feeling she was attracting more attention than ever. And it wasn’t just Brianna’s stares distracting her anymore. “No way I can switch to cokes yet”, she thought, reaching for another 7 and 7. Kim felt odd, a little flushed and warm and decided to make another trip to the bathroom. As she rose, so did Lorelei, Adrienne, Kelly and Justine. They had decided to call it a night. There were hugs all around, and then Kim went to splash some water on her face. All of the attention was flattering and Kim was really getting turned on. Had she packed toys? Yes, she had remembered at the last minute and slid her little box into her larger suitcase. Breathing easier, she returned to the table. Kim could see that Jerry and Deidre had also left, which annoyed her a little, leaving just Carolyn and Brianna. Carolyn spoke for only the second time that Kim could recall. Her voice was quiet, but certainly not mousy. “B and I are staying a little longer if you want to hang out. We didn’t get to talk to you very much.” Kim surprised herself with how quickly she agreed. “You attention slut”, she thought to herself. “So did I overhear that you had a bad breakup recently Kim”, asked Brianna. There had been multiple conversations at the table over the last couple of hours but Jerry’s big mouth hadn’t gone completely unnoticed obviously. “Yeah, I walked in on my man with another woman…well another GIRL actually. I think I’m actually angrier that he gave our relationship such a clichéd ending.” She was able to genuinely laugh at the memory for the first time ever and the girls were obviously relieved she was being so jovial about it. “How about the 2 of you, you off the market or are you sticking around because you’re looking to mingle?” The 2 girls giggled and shared a glance. “A little of both you could say”, said Carolyn. Again Kim had to catch herself from staring. She was jaw-droppingly beautiful in a runway model sort of way. Tall, statuesque, porcelain skin, thin, but not so thin that she looked unhealthy. Kim had now ingested at least two drinks above her norm and wasn’t picking up the gist of the conversation yet. “Both? Hey, I took the 2 of you for good girls; don’t go ruining my perfect vision of you.” Kim looked up at them and finally clued in. They were sitting inches apart and alternately smiling at each other and making eyes at her. She smiled. “Ladies, if I were to look under the table right now, would I find 2 people holding hands?” “Absolutely not,” Brianna answered, but Kim wasn’t buying it. She lay down on her side on the now-empty booth and saw they were telling the truth. They couldn’t be holding hands since their hands were rubbing each other’s thighs. Kim had the feeling that things were going to get uncomfortable quickly if she didn’t apply the brakes. “Ummm, girls, a threesome with 2 girls I just met wasn’t the way I intended to start my Tampa trip.” Carolyn looked mortified. “Oh my God Kim, we were just being flirty with the ‘both’ comment. You made the who-wants-to-sleep-with-me-first joke; we were just being playful, that’s all.” “Just being flirty huh? Sorry, not buying it.” Kim sighed and slowly flashed the frightened looking duo another sheepish smile. “Listen, it’s not your fault, it was obvious that Brianna was attracted to me and if I wasn’t enjoying the attention I would have switched to water an hour ago and I’d be upstairs watching Big Bang Theory or something as we speak. I just don’t have a ton of….experience I guess you could say, with this sort of thing.” “With girls flirting with you? You’ve got to be kidding?!” Carolyn was doing more talking that Kim would have thought possible an hour ago. “What school did you go to?” “U.G.A., go Bulldogs”, answered Kim. “Well the lesbians of the University of Georgia ought to be ashamed of themselves for not making you this uncomfortable on a regular basis.” Kim laughed. “Ok Carolyn, can I first ask you why it is that you were a mute until 5 minutes ago?” “I frankly just don’t like many people and keep to myself around most of the bitches that were at this table earlier.” Kim was liking her more and more by the second. The matter-of-fact way she called the other girls “bitches” wasn’t intended to be mean or judgmental; it was just her honest assessment. She liked people like that. “You are hilarious you know that? Ok, so the question is was I hit on by women before I walked in here tonight? Absolutely, but it was mostly at a university bar, or by another volleyball player. I played at UGA.” Brianna came back to life suddenly. “But we’re in a bar now?” “Sure, but it’s a professional setting. There’s no Kanye bumping from the speakers and people are actually watching what they drink and keeping their hands to themselves; Besides the 2 of you of course.” “Ok,” allowed Carolyn, “and you’re saying that you didn’t think about it in the volleyball setting because there are a lot of lesbians in sports?” Kim felt the air change around the table and had the feeling that Carolyn would be offended if she came right out and agreed with that assessment. “I haven’t put all that much thought into it because I’m a liberal-minded person and I don’t care about who anyone sleeps with. But I wouldn’t necessarily just say there are a lot of lesbians in sports, just that maybe it’s an environment where girls would feel comfortable putting themselves out there. When you’re showering, changing, rooming with someone, you get close to them I guess.” Brianna looked relieved. “Kim, that makes perfect sense. Carrie, we’re not going to berate Kim with any of your Gay Manifestos tonight, it’s a 4-day conference after all. There’s plenty of time for that later.” Brianna kissed Carolyn on the cheek and the brunette girl’s face immediately relaxed. “Sorry,” Carolyn continued, “I tense up when I sense a stereotype coming on the horizon.” “Did I say something offensive”, asked Kim. Carolyn softened even more. “Not in the least, it’s just the idea that every woman in sports is a butch dyke is something that drives me around the bend. I was on the track team at Florida International.” “Oh, that’s excellent, I ran track in high school and was recruited for that too. I just couldn’t give up volleyball. I played professionally for one year in Italy before I came back about 18 months ago.” “You’re trying to change the subject,” smiled Carolyn. “Not at all! Just bragging a little, that’s all. When did I give the impression that I was scared to talk about this? I’m still here way past my planned bedtime after all. If you’ve got something to ask me, ask it girl!” Surprisingly, Brianna chimed in again. “You ever tempted to say yes to an advance?” “Absolutely,” Kim replied, raising the eyebrows of her new friends. “I never said I wasn’t. One of my best friends on my school team was openly bisexual and she used to say there is a little lesbian in every woman. Now, I don’t think that’s entirely true, but I think women can appreciate beauty in another woman a lot better than a guy can appreciate another handsome guy.” She looked up to make sure she hadn’t offended Carolyn again. The brunette was nodding in agreement. Kim almost laughed thinking how she’d gone from mute to intimidating in minutes flat. “I also think that SOME girls who call themselves straight may just need a push from the right woman to try something they would like. I’m absolutely one of those women, but my problem when it’s come right down to whether to say yes or no has been that I’m a huge chicken. On more than one occasion, I’ve REALLY wanted to say yes, but ran away home and masturbated instead….” Kim peered down into her drink. “….wow, I’m a sharer tonight. Sorry.” Her tablemates were hanging on every word and at the mention of masturbation; they both slowly licked their lips and swallowed. “So, it was that university friend that tempted you”, asked Carolyn. “Oh not just her. There was once in high school at our graduation party. A girl I’d known forever professed that she’d loved me since middle school. I still think about her all the time. A couple of other passes at UGA were incredibly tempting. Once a girl and her boyfriend asked me back to their place and they were both gorgeous. And too many times to count in Europe. The one time that sticks out there though was a sexy lesbian couple in a bar in Greece.” Kim stopped and smiled at her new friends. “But they had nothing on the 2 of you. And I never said that I hadn’t given in to temptation. I just needed some big time hands-on encouragement.” “Ok,” started Brianna hesitantly, barely able to breathe, “so we do tempt you?” Kim slid out of the booth and slid in beside Brianna at the other end. She leaned in closely to the both of them. First she kissed Carolyn lightly on the lips, then Brianna. “Absolutely,” she whispered. “But if being with one of my best friends in the world one-on-one scares the hell out of me, imagine what thinking about the 2 of you beauties is doing to me. And looking at the 2 of you, you are NOT prepared to boss me around…” She paused and smiled, knowing the girls would need no foreplay once they got up to their rooms tonight….”yet…..Now,” she continued, “I would really like to hang out more this week and continue this conversation, so we’ll see you, but I have to get to bed.” She slid out of the booth and started toward the bathroom. Brianna slid out right after her and grabbed her by the hand. She looked particularly nervous but her hormones couldn’t resist. “After masturbating?” she asked with an evil smile creeping across her face. Kim simply flashed her a grin and continued into the bathroom. Kim smiled into the mirror. “Well that was interesting,” she said to herself. She wasn’t sure where the boldness came from to kiss the 2 of them, but it wasn’t difficult to reason out. The girls were undeniably hot, she was a little tipsy, more horny than she’s even been in her life, and they were positively drooling over her. Plus, she WAS telling the truth about her attraction to women and giving into temptation. But there was never any serious thought to leaving with them. She’d had sex with someone she just met before, but he was, you know, a man and there was only one of him. She was not lying about the masturbation either and she was happier than ever she had remembered her toy box. Kim and Eva Ch. 01 Kim exited the bathroom and looked at their newly-empty booth. She was surprised to feel a little panic that Brianna and Carolyn were gone. For a moment, she wanted to run after them, but felt that she’d somehow regret it later if she did. She had left almost a full drink sitting there and decided she’d calm herself by finishing that before turning in. She returned to her seat and realized this booth was excellent for getting to know a new group, but lousy if you wanted to be social. She wasn’t going to stay much longer, but figured she may as well be open to meeting others from the conference as long as she was there. She rose and returned to her original booth she’d shared with Jerry near the bar. Surveying the scene, she realized the crowd had dwindled down to maybe 20 night owls, but one caught her attention right away. There was Eva, bent over a table of mostly women across the bar area, listening intently to someone enthusiastically telling a story, apparently mostly with their hands. “I wish my jeans fit my ass like that”, she thought. Eva had a pair of black leather knee length boots on that Kim thought looked incredibly hot on her as well. She lingered on Eva’s body for a while and sipped on her drink. When she brought her eyes up to Eva’s face it took a second to register that Eva was looking right at her, shaking her head and smiling. “Oh no”, thought Kim, “she’s officially going to think I’m psycho.” Sure enough, Eva was making her way over with a look Kim didn’t recognize. This was the best glimpse yet she’d gotten of the blonde and it confirmed what she’d told Jerry earlier, she was extraordinary. She had pulled her hair back in a ponytail and that brought more attention to a breathtakingly beautiful face with full lips and striking eyes. She was wearing a fitted green top with ties at the shoulder that hugged really large boobs and what looked to be a flat stomach. The boobs sat high on her chest though and Kim wondered if they were fake. She was also taller than Kim had realized, probably nearly as tall as her own 5 feet, 11 inches. As she got within a couple of feet and made eye contact, Eva flashed Kim a dazzling smile and Kim exhaled. “Well, well,” began Eva, “zoned out again are we? Perhaps you’re up after your bed time?” “Oh no doubt. I was convinced to stay out longer than I wanted to and now I can’t seem to leave.” “I saw that you made quite the group of new friends. The boys in the place were inconsolable that you only left that table for such brief periods of time.” “Well if a couple of the girls at that table had their way, no boys would ever be able to get to me ever again.” Eva feigned shock and covered her mouth with her hand. “You’re kidding!” Kim laughed. “It was obvious from across the bar? I find that hard to believe.” Eva looked directly into her eyes. “Well I just HAPPENED to zone out while looking in your direction a couple of times tonight myself. Every time you went to the bathroom, all those sets of eyes at your table followed your butt; whether gay, straight or anything in between.” Eva broke her gaze, but immediately Kim was reminded of the conversation she had just extricated herself from. “Ok, do I just have lesbians on the brain? Kim, not everyone is hitting on you”, she thought. But Eva had obviously been paying close attention, and Kim was not going to come down from the rush and excitement of her chat with Brianna and Carolyn just yet. “What else did you notice during YOUR zoning out”, Kim asked. “That you kissed a couple of beautiful women after turning them down for a threesome, what did you notice during yours?” “That your ass is unreal.” Kim was caught up in the flow of the conversation and that slipped out, but it was the truth and she quickly collected herself and owned it. “Sorry, but I have to fess up. I wasn’t zoned out, you just caught me looking. How did you know about the threesome thing?” “Kim, this place is boring….which is a lousy explanation, so my turn to fess up; at first, I was hanging around to see if we could talk. You seemed funny and interesting before and I kept buying drinks and holding out to see if you would leave that table. But after awhile, I could see what was happening over there and it wasn’t hard to piece together. I was just listening to one final awful story before taking off when I saw you staring at me.” Kim felt that uncomfortable feeling returning. “Brakes, brakes”, was all she could think of. “OK Eva, I was awkward earlier because I knew I was getting hit on. Now I feel even more awkward because I’m pretty sure you think I’m hitting on you.” Eva smiled and Kim’s breath caught in her throat. “Well Kim, aren’t you…..a little?” Kim laughed uncomfortably. “Do not take this as a cop out, but I have NO idea.” She hesitated and Eva seemed to know exactly what she was getting at. “All I can say is that this has been an odd and dare I say…educational evening. I’ve been interested in talking more to you as well, just because you seemed friendly, not for the purposes of hitting on you. But I can’t deny that you’re incredibly attractive.” “Forgive a direct question, but are you gay?” “You weren’t kidding about direct. No, I’m not.” “Me neither, but I haven’t been able to stop staring at you either. Are you married?” “I was close recently, but no.” “I am, happily.” “Well then Eva that should make this easy then, shouldn’t it?” “You would think so, but here I sit.” They gazed at each other silently, grinning for about 30 seconds. “You know,” Kim started, “when I was talking to the two girls earlier, I told them what my good friend in school said. She thought that every woman had a little lesbian in them. Where do you fall on that?” Eva sat back, as if she’d never contemplated that before. “I think that’s silly and a man made it up.” Kim laughed. “No truth at all you don’t think?” “I just don’t think there’s anything in this world that cut and dry. I’ve never in my life been so attracted to a woman as to consider getting involved with her in any way, but I’ve always been able to appreciate someone beautiful.” “I’ve had an appreciation for women my whole life too and pretty much never been involved with one either, but I’ve thought about it on several occasions.” Eva leaned forward. “So what stopped you? And what does ‘pretty much’ mean?” Kim breezed right by the second part. “Like I told the girls earlier, I don’t think every woman is a lesbian, but I do think women appreciate women and that SOME women who identify as straight, will try something if they meet the RIGHT woman……does that make ANY sense at all?” Eva giggled, but ignored a direct question as well. “So that was your way of letting them down easy?” Kim shrugged. “I didn’t so much let them down easy as made it clear that I couldn’t have a threesome with girls I just met. That would be skipping some steps for me you know what I mean?” Eva smiled and nodded. “To be honest, if just Brianna had been sitting across from me, I think she makes a real seduction attempt and I’m not so sure I’d be sitting here right now.” Kim didn’t look up, afraid that statement would hurt Eva’s feelings. “But I’m glad that I am.” Now she did look up and saw that Eva’s expression hadn’t changed. Warm and friendly; understanding. There was something about her that Kim had wrong, but Kim wasn’t certain what it could be. Eva straightened up. “You’re suddenly looking at me funny.” “Oh it’s not you; it’s just that…..” Suddenly Kim was aware, or at least suspected she was aware, of what was nagging at her. “You say that, but now you’re looking at me even funnier.” Kim was searching for a lie, or a way to back out of this line of questioning. “There’s something I just noticed and if I’m right, it’s fine, there’s just no way to discuss it without sounding like the rudest person on the face of the earth. While I think of some way to…” “45.” Kim wasn’t sure she heard Eva correctly. “I don’t understand Eva….” The rude thing you don’t want to ask me is how old I am and I’m telling you that I’m 45.” Kim was stunned. “Ok, for one, how did you know what I was thinking? And two, you are a liar!” Eva laughed. “Kim, since I was 16 I’ve looked 30 and luckily, it hasn’t changed. You’re not the first person to think it. In fact, you’re the 10th person I’ve had to convince since I walked in here 3 hours ago.” “You don’t have to convince me, I trust you, it’s just…..amazing. I pegged you for my age earlier, and then when you came over and started talking to me I thought a couple of years older. But then something about your reaction to our discussion made me think you had a bit more, how do I put it…. life experience than that? Still, I was ready to guess 33 at the absolute max.” “So you’re what, 25?” “In 8 months.” Eva thought for a moment and smiled. “My daughter is a couple of months older than you then. My son is 4 years younger.” Kim shivered. “My mom is 2 years older than you, so at least you’re not old enough to be her.” Eva shifted uncomfortably. “Have I completely weirded you out?” “Oh no!” Kim pleaded. She grasped Eva’s hands and wrapped them in hers. ”Please don’t think that, I have a sarcastic streak. It was a joke. This whole thing just got slightly stranger is all.” “What whole thing? We’re just 2 new friends having a drink at a bar right?” Eva grinned and used a pinkie finger to caress the palm of Kim’s right hand. For the first time, Kim felt completely comfortable. There was something about how Eva spoke and touched her that told her this could be whatever she wanted it to be and there was nothing to stress about. It was a touch and a look that removed the fear she’d always felt and for the first time in this situation, it actually felt mutual and equal. The possibilities were endless and, probably because of that, her mouth hung open, unsure of where the conversation was going and where to take it. Eva jumped in to save her. “Listen, why don’t we go up to my room and keep talking. I visited the liquor store earlier, so the drinks are free, and we can just chat without the wolves hounding us.” Eva motioned with her head across the dance floor and Kim saw at least 2 tables of guys gawking at them, probably in the midst of deciding who actually had the guts to talk to them. “You have good eyes for an old lady, let’s get out of here.” Eva smirked, rolled her eyes and threw a twenty on the table as she rose out of her seat. “What, the more relaxed you get, the meaner you are?” She elbowed Kim playfully to let her know she was joking. Kim smiled brightly. “Recently yes, but definitely not anymore.” They walked hurriedly through the lobby and found an elevator empty and ready to go to floor 25. As soon as the door closed, Eva reached over and grabbed Kim’s right hand with her left, intertwining their fingers, and gripping tight. Kim felt like she might pass out, but 5 seconds into their journey, the elevator toned and stopped at the 3rd floor. Eva let her go and giggled and Kim’s legs felt like jelly. “That giggle is a killer,” she thought. It was innocent and sexy without sounding girlish. Their new companion was only going up 3 floors and Kim tensed up when the doors closed behind him. When Eva didn’t immediately reach out for her again, Kim panicked. Not because she was worried the mood was lost with Eva, but simply because she was desperate to touch her again. By the time she decided that she would initiate the next touch, they were at Eva’s floor. “Follow me”, whispered Eva and carefully poked her head outside the doors looking for other guests. Most of the rooms were singles and the 2 of them entering Eva’s room at this hour would look…..well…it would look like exactly what it was. Kim didn’t really care, but if Eva did, she wasn’t going to judge that. Seeing that the coast was clear, Eva pulled Kim to the left and quickly scooted to the far end of the hallway and the very last door. With one last quick glance down the hall, Eva scanned her key card and rushed Kim inside. Kim’s breath caught in her throat as the door clicked quietly shut. Eva kicked off her shoes and turned on the lights. “Now, how about that drink?” Kim felt unsteady. “Ok”, she croaked. Eva sensed her nervousness and caressed her cheek for a moment. She began to turn and make her way to the kitchenette, but Kim grabbed her elbow and pulled her closer. Eva began to shudder herself; unsure if she was ready for whatever it was Kim was initiating. To her surprise and considerable relief, Kim simply wrapped her arms around Eva’s waist, put her head on her shoulder and embraced her. Eva rested her cheek on Kim’s warm neck, threw her arms around her shoulders, and pulled her close. Instinctively, she began running her fingertips along Kim’s bare shoulders. Kim tensed suddenly and pulled away. When Eva looked at her, there were tears welling up in her eyes. Kim felt like a fool and wordlessly reached for the door to rush out. “Kim, hold it, what’s the matter?” Kim’s tears turned to audible sobs and outright waterworks and Eva grabbed her and held her tighter. “Ok, you get out whatever this is and then we’ll sit down and talk. It’s ok sweetie.” Eva’s reassurance was all Kim needed and she let loose. The tears flowed for what must have been 15 minutes and the entire time Eva just held her and caressed her hair, back and shoulders. Eventually Kim calmed down, pulled away and smiled up at Eva with red, swollen eyes. “This is silly”, she started. “I’ve been using your top as a tissue this whole time.” Eva laughed, “I have many tops, now stop apologizing and sit down.” She motioned to the bed and for the first time Kim actually gazed around her room. It was breathtaking. It was 2 levels; the top one the sleeping area with gigantic 4-poster bed continuing out into a sitting area with 2 leather sofas, chairs, kitchenette and big screen TV. Stairs fell away from there down to a landing with more seating surrounded by windows facing out into the starry Tampa skyline, and the piece de resistance, the Jacuzzi tub. Eva left Kim to look around and disappeared for a moment to the bathroom to change. Kim wandered down to the landing with the Jacuzzi tub and stood enveloped in stars shining in from the 20 foot high windows. “My goodness, it’s like you’re rooming at the planetarium or something, this is amazing. Is this the suite reserved for the Empress of Insurance or something?” Kim heard a click and a series of curtains began to close them off from the night sky. “Sorry, is that ok?” asked Eva, ignoring the question of the room. “I just don’t want to forget and be woken up by the sunshine streaming in from THOSE in the morning.” “No it’s fine, I had a good look”, replied Kim, walking back up to join her on the top level. Eva had changed into a pair of black Lulu pants and some kind of Under Armour-ish form-fitting tee and Kim hoped someday she could be lucky enough to have a spot directly behind her in yoga class. Her ponytail was gone and replaced by lovely soft curls framing her perfect features. Kim suddenly felt overdressed in her halter top and jeans and embarrassed by her outpouring of emotion. She was unsure what to say, where to sit, or whether she should stay at all. She grabbed a tissue from a box next to the bed and dabbed at her eyes, imagining what she must look like. “Kim, try to relax. There is no running mascara or runny noses to worry about. Here, do you want to lie down?” Eva patted the bed next to her and Kim realized again how genuine her concern was. She wasn’t a creepy guy trying to get her to let down her guard; she was trying to be her friend. Kim lay down on her side facing Eva. Eva remained seated on the far corner of the bed, but looking right into her younger friend’s eyes. “Eva, I’m sorry about earlier, it’s a pretty long story.” “Well it’s only 11:15, breakfast doesn’t start for over 8 hours.” Kim smiled. “Well if it takes that long, there’s more wrong with me than I thought.” She sighed and began. “When I hugged you at the door and you started rubbing my shoulders, your touch reminded me of someone. It’s someone I loved, whom I now hate and am trying to let go of.” She gave Eva the non-Coles notes version, telling her how she met Cory at UGA, how he asked her out on one knee in the cafeteria in front of his buddies, putting his manhood on the line, how the first year and a half was amazing but when she left to play pro in Italy, things seemed to change, and then finished with the incident in the tub and its effect on her personality recently. “12:03,” said Kim when she was done. “You’re ok to make breakfast I guess.” Eva ignored the joke. “So let me get this straight. You feel embarrassed for crying in front of me when you went through all of that alone, and held it in for 6 straight months? Kim, I would have burst after one week, I don’t know how you did it.” “Well I’m not some hero; it wasn’t exactly the best way of handling it.” “I’m not calling you a hero and you should have handled it differently, but we all handle stress differently. If we don’t handle it the right way, we cry, scream, act like a bitch, whatever, and hopefully we have friends and family to tell us we’re acting stupid and to smarten up.” “You saying I should smarten up?” Kim needed to change up her body position and rolled onto her back. Eva had been sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed since Kim started talking and was getting uncomfortable too. While she considered her response, Eva stretched out on her side and rested her head against her hand. Her t-shirt pulled up and Kim glimpsed her bare midriff. “Flat, smooth, tanned and hard as a rock”, observed Kim. Eva could just as easily be any of the teens and twenty-somethings Kim spent her summers playing beach volleyball with. The younger girl breathed deeply in and out and she caught Eva watching her breasts heaving as she did so. She breathed in deeply again, conscious that desire for Eva was starting to cut through everything else cluttering her busy mind. Again Eva’s eyes were trained on the rise and fall of Kim’s chest. “Eva? Does the answer to my question have something to do with my tits?” Eva finally blinked her eyes and brought them up to meet Kim’s. Both of them were smiling. “We’re both just getting caught looking all over the place aren’t we?” She looked down along Kim’s long, athletic frame and Kim could see her left hand twitch and tremble. “Eva, are you thinking about touching me?” “Y..yes,” Eva croaked, and Kim felt relieved that she sounded almost as frightened as Kim felt. “But, I mean…” Kim cut her off. “I really want you to.” Eva’s gaze turned back to Kim’s face. Kim nodded in encouragement. Without a word and without turning away, Eva’s left hand made its way to Kim’s stomach. She rested her hand there and lightly moved her fingers, caressing Kim through her shirt. Kim reached down with her left hand and cupped Eva’s cheek. The older woman closed her eyes and nestled her head into her hand, breathing deeply. “Eva”, Kim whispered, “I want you to touch ME.” Eva nestled her head deeper into Kim’s hand and smiled. Still wordless and with her eyes closed, she gently slid Kim’s shirt up her torso, stopping just as her bra became visible. When Eva’s hand touched Kim’s bare stomach, soft “ohs” escaped both women’s lips and they giggled. Eva slid up so her head was even with Kim’s and laid her head next to hers on the pillow. Her hand kept caressing. “Kim, did you want to keep talking about what’s on your mind? We didn’t really finish our conversation.” “Thanks in part to help from a lot of unexpected places today, I’m going to be just fine.” She turned her face to Eva’s and smiled. “We can talk more tomorrow.....or I guess later today. For now, I need to be touched again and to touch someone back.” In response, Eva nestled in closer and rested her head on Kim’s shoulder while she lightly traced circles on her belly with her fingernails. Kim and Eva Ch. 01 “How’s that?” “Mmmmm,” moaned Kim. And they stayed just like that for some time, very still; both because they were enjoying themselves and because they were anxious at what the next move may mean. Eventually Kim’s left leg began to feel a little sleepy and at its first movement, Eva instinctively lifted hers. Their legs naturally wove together and Eva pressed herself into Kim’s hips. Kim felt Eva’s warm breath on her neck and felt her begin to lightly grind herself against Kim’s side. Her touch had changed from gentle caressing to a comfortable kneading massage and each time Eva’s fingers approached the limits of Kim’s clothing, the tips slipped ever-so-slightly inside her jeans or under her shirt. Kim eagerly allowed that to continue for several more minutes, working up the courage to advance things along. She ran it through her mind several times so it wouldn’t be embarrassing or cheesy, then said, “So you got to slip into something more comfortable, why don’t you let ME now?” “LET you? I didn’t know I was standing in the way of you being comfortable.” Kim giggled. “I didn’t say you were, but I’d like your help if that’s ok.” She reached out and caressed Eva’s arm. Eva, for the first time since they left the bar, thought of her husband. They were childhood sweethearts and all her firsts in this area had, until now, been with him. “Kim, I know I can trust you and this doesn’t need to be said, but if at any time, no matter where this goes, if I need us to stop…” Kim sat bolt upright in bed. “Eva, we can stop right now if you need us to.” Eva smiled warmly at Kim and pulled her back in close. “I may need that later, but what I need right now is to help you be more comfortable. Now, what did you need?” She kissed Kim’s forehead and let her fingers linger just inside her jeans this time, rubbing the warm skin just above her panty line. Kim realized that Eva hadn’t been trying to spoil the mood; she’d simply been trying to let her know that Kim would need to be the one to keep directing the action. Eva may hesitate and she may eventually put the brakes on, but she also, above all, wanted Kim badly. The younger girl could feel in her gut. She just needed to give a gentle and direct push now and then. Kim lay still and considered Eva’s question. She had normally chickened out of these situations long before this point and she had never before even considered initiating anything. But as the years had gone on, the fantasies had gotten stronger and something about Eva felt special. Maybe tonight was the perfect combination of sexually charged conversation, alcohol, and the perfect woman. She took one more hard look at Eva. “They don’t come any more perfect Kim”, she said to herself. “Here goes nothing.” Kim smiled, lifted her butt off the bed again, undid the button on her jeans, and then put her palms flat on the bed. “Like I said sweetie, I need your help.” Eva’s breathing shallowed in an instant. She reached down and gripped Kim’s zipper. Kissing her forehead again, she slowly tugged it down and slid her jeans past her bum, allowing Kim to settle comfortably back down on the bed. “Comfortable now?” Kim jumped. The hoarseness of Eva’s voice was striking. She was getting more turned on and it made Kim all the more bold. Initiating all of this would have seemed impossible mere hours ago, but now Kim was more excited than she could ever remember. “Not even close”, said Kim, sliding away from Eva and off of the bed. She stood and wiggled her hips. The jeans slid to the floor and she stepped out of them. Kim was gripped by panic, lifted up the bottom of her shirt to have a look and laughed with relief. Eva laughed along with her. “Worried you had on your granny panties babe?” Kim smiled wickedly. She spun around to offer Eva a look at her butt. “Do these look like anything Granny would wear?” She had on a perfectly acceptable pair of boyshorts that hugged her perfectly and were one size too small, just how she liked them. Eva rose to her knees and approached the edge of the bed. “Well I may be a granny before long; you don’t think I could pull those off?” “Hmmm, pull those off? Interesting choice of phrase.” Kim hooked her thumbs in each side of the shorts and tugged them down just enough to cause a look of panic to come over Eva’s face. Kim pulled them up straight away and laughed it off as playing around. She thought it best to let Eva initiate the nudity. She closed the gap with her and pulled her head into her chest. She kissed the top of Eva’s head and played with her hair while Eva’s hands roamed Kim’s lower back just under her shirt. Kim felt Eva take a deep breath as if summoning courage from somewhere, then felt her shirt slide up her long, lean torso. Kim raised her arms above her head and Eva finished the job, tossing the shirt to the floor where it joined the jeans. Eva cleared her throat. Placing her hands on Kim’s hips, she gently pushed her away, and then leaned back on her elbows to get a better look. The soft light from the bedside lamp in the otherwise dark room made Kim look almost angelic. Her caramel skin glistened with a sheen of light perspiration from both the warmth of the room and the heat between them. Her breasts were perfect and Eva wondered whether she’d have the courage to find out if they were as real as she hoped. She kicked her feet up and ran her toes slowly up and down Kim’s legs; Kim reached down and ran her hands over Eva’s calves as the older woman eased first one and then the second big toe up under the fabric of Kim’s shorts, and jerked them free. Both women giggled at the gentle snapping sound. “Comfortable now”, Eva asked. Kim saw in her eyes a look she’d seen from about 20 men in her life, but this was more satisfying somehow. Eva was the most beautiful creature she’d ever seen and bringing out lust in someone like her could become addictive. “Well babe,” Kim purred, “I’m a little warm to be honest. How about you?” Eva bit her lip and squirmed. Kim was trying to get her as worked up as possible and she was eager to let her. “Warm yeah, that’s one word for it.” Kim bent over so her head was level with Eva’s. “Do you want to stand up and I’ll help you cool off a little?” Her magnificent cleavage wore down the last of Eva’s defences. Wordlessly, Eva rose, her knees shaking. Kim knelt down in front of her, reached around, and ran her hands up the back of Eva’s legs. The tall blonde shuddered, fighting the urges to both run and to push her ebony friend back onto the carpet and end the foreplay this second. She looked down, saw the look of pure enjoyment on Kim’s face and told herself to breathe. When Kim’s hands reached her ass, an “Oh my God”, escaped Eva’s lips. She knew it was coming, but she wasn’t prepared for how foreign and how sexy it would feel all at once. Kim kneaded her ass boldly for a few seconds, and then turned her around. She reached up and gently directed Eva to bend over the bed. Kim was eye-level with the most magnificent ass she had ever seen. “Babyyyyyy”, she cooed. She ran her hands all over it, marvelling at the effect the sensations of being with another women could have. Eva felt incredibly vulnerable, but Kim’s fawning was making her feel sexier than she ever knew she could. As Kim continued to admire her, Eva began to wiggle back and forth and push her ass closer to her friend’s admiring eyes. She didn’t know what she wanted; just that she wanted….more. “Eva baby, is there something you’re looking for”, she asked teasingly. She hooked her fingers in Eva’s waistband and started tugging. Eva immediately straightened up, throwing her butt way up in the air and making it easier for Kim to tug down her Lulu’s. “God, just do it will you?!” Kim excitedly pulled them to the floor and gently shoved Eva down onto the bed face first. She crawled slowly up her body and stopped to plant several soft kisses on Eva’s now exposed ass. Eva couldn’t help but think of her husband. He’d never think to worship her body in this way, and he never had. She resolved to worry about him tomorrow and squirmed at the feeling of warm breath and wet lips where they’d rarely been before. “G-strings work for you,” Kim moaned, and ran her hands all the way up the back of Eva’s shirt to her shoulders. She rubbed lightly for a few seconds but Eva moaned so deeply and contentedly that Kim felt obliged to continue. “Put your hands up lady’, she ordered, and seconds later, Eva’s shirt had joined the growing pile of clothing at the foot of the bed. Kim planted her bum on top of the blonde’s and straddled her. “Oh baby, you’re spoiling me, I don’t deserve a massage.” “You deserve much more than just a massage”, replied Kim. She leaned in so her lips were inches from Eva’s ear. “And you’re going to get much more”, she whispered. “But for the next few minutes, let me loosen you up a little.” Kim had been on the receiving end of many a trainer’s massage in her volleyball days, and had learned well from the example. In seconds, Eva was groaning. “Have you done this before or something?” “What, massaged another woman? I have.” “Well that’s not what I meant, but do tell.” “Oh, you mean THIS?” Kim punctuated the question by leaning forward, pressing her breasts into Eva’s back, and planting soft kisses on her neck. “Mmmm, yes, that. You had chances right? Tell me about them.” Kim giggled. “Usually the chat is about sexual history not lack of sexual history.” “You want me relaxed and the sound of your voice relaxes me….and turns me on. Talk to me about all the other women who wanted you. And don’t forget my lower back sweetie.” Kim didn’t feel as close to Eva as she wanted to, so she slid off of the blonde woman’s bum and onto her side. Now facing Eva, she continued to rub her back with her right hand and stroke her hair with her left. Her breasts were pressed against Eva’s shoulders and she began a game of footsie down at the other end of the bed. “Is that ok?” Eva smiled. “Of course, this is perfect.” Kim stared directly into Eva’s eyes. “The first time I felt something for another woman was when I was 16”, she whispered, and immediately Eva was enraptured. “I was a good volleyball player and was getting recruited early. One of Florida State’s assistants came up to watch me. She was probably a grad assistant, 25-ish, black, tall, and really sexy. We just went for a walk near the school and she talked up FSU, blah, blah, blah. But she was different than other recruiters; it felt like she could be my friend. We talked about what music I liked, joked around a little and, after a couple of minutes, we forgot who we were a little I think. Every so often, she’d touch my arm or shoulder when she was talking and after 10 minutes I realized I was getting uncomfortable.” Eva nodded her head knowingly. “She made you wet.” Kim nodded back. “I thought about her for months afterward, even now, and we only had 15 minutes together.” Eva moaned and reached back with her left hand to lightly rub Kim’s hip. “Well you never forget the first person to make you feel that good.” The look on Eva’s face made Kim tremble. She leaned in for the most anticipated first kiss in her entire life. But Eva stopped her with a finger to her lips. “You weren’t done talking or massaging. There are still a lot hours to fill until breakfast.” “Exactly, and ask yourself how you want to spend them.” Eva felt a tug on her bra and then the freedom as Kim released the clasp. She rose up just enough to slip it off and laid back down without offering Kim a look. Eva smiled. “Tell me about the other massage and then we’ll see about how we spend those hours.” Kim dropped her argument and rubbed Eva’s tan lines. “I was a freshman and some of the girls on the team went out to dinner. One of the seniors, Carrie, offered to drive me back to my dorm and came up to my room to get a DVD I was lending her. She was white, 5 years older than me but looked 5 years younger. She was a setter and I was a power hitter and there was about 8 inches difference between us. She was this adorable little ball of energy with short cropped black hair and a rock hard body. Anyway, she was looking through the rest of my collection and I started getting changed for bed.” “In front of her?” “Well we were friends and I’d been changing in front of her for months! I didn’t think it was a big deal. I threw on a pair of shorts and was throwing on a tank top when I grabbed my shoulder, which was really sore. So Carrie offered to rub it for me. Now, I was your stereotypical naïve freshman and completely dumb, so when she asked me to leave the shirt off and lie down because the height difference made it difficult to get at my shoulder…..” She paused and let the words hang in the air. Eva had a look of amusement on her face. “You seriously didn’t think that was odd?” “Oh wait, it gets better! When she took off her jeans and straddled me, I still didn’t think THAT was odd either. I remember thinking that it was warm and she was probably more comfortable” Eva laughed. “I can’t believe you were that clueless. She obviously thought you were coming onto her.” “She absolutely did. Little did she know I didn’t have the self-awareness or the balls to actually come on to anyone at that point in my life.” “I can’t believe you had the self-awareness to pass any classes or, you know, feed yourself.” Kim flashed Eva her best fake-shocked look. “You mock me? You have no idea of the life of an impressionable young Baptist girl in rural Georgia.” She giggled and gave Eva a light slap on the ass. Eva surprised her by shooting her an evil smile, grinding her hips into the bed and moaning. With that, Kim abandoned her position and straddled Eva for a second time. She began touching Eva just as Carrie had touched her. “Anyway, for a while, she was really working my shoulder and chatting about our upcoming games, classes, just bullshitting. Then I noticed her rubbing slower and changing the intensity; not something the volleyball team trainers did very often that’s for sure.” Kim changed to long, slow strokes and Eva grunted approval. “Then she started asking if it felt good and if I wanted it harder or softer….DEFINITELY not something the trainers asked. But it wasn’t until she started rubbing more toward the middle lower part of my back…..” With that, Kim herself moved to Eva’s spine just above her butt and applied pressure. Eva groaned. “…that I figured out what it was she was up to. Just as it hit me that she may be trying to get me to sin, she asked why I hadn’t dated much all year.” Kim chuckled at the memory. “I told her the truth; I was concentrating on classes and the team. She asked if I was lonely and I told her I was. She stopped rubbing for a second and I heard clothes hitting the floor. I looked back and Carrie was still sitting there straddling my butt, but she was smiling and down to just a thong.” Eva heard the sound of something landing next to her on the pillow. She opened her eyes and there was Kim’s bra. She resisted looking back. “How did you feel just then?” “I was scared to death, but I didn’t want her to stop either. So she…..” Kim didn’t finish, but slinked down the older woman’s body until she had easier access to Eva’s gorgeous butt. She gave it more warm, wet kisses and caressed it lightly. Eva was enjoying the re-enactment immensely. “I’m pretty sure she could have had her way with me, but she was very sweet. She just gave me an amazing butt massage.” Kim stopping talking and kneaded away at one perfect, tanned, rounded cheek and then the other. Eva kept grinding herself into the bed, sighing and moaning approval. She felt as though she was being worshipped by another human being and it was a huge turn on. Finally Kim spoke again. “I never would have found this normal before, but it felt sooooo good. Then she stopped and stood up and I thought it was all over. I remember totally panicking and wanting to BEG her to stay, but she was just standing there, her thumbs hooked in the sides of her thong, asking if it was ok but not asking, you know?” Kim leaned in close, pressing her naked breasts against Eva’s back, her wetness against Eva’s wriggling bum and grabbed both her hands. “I’ll always remember her standing there in just the soft light from my screen. Not an ounce of fat on her, a little landing strip of hair above her pussy. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen…until tonight.” At the mention of “pussy”, Eva began wriggling again and grinding into the bed. “I’m sorry baby, am I making you uncomfortable?” “I never liked that word until I heard it come out of your mouth. You’re just too sexy not to get away with it.” Kim stood up and Eva couldn’t help but look. She pulled a cover around her and rolled over. Kim turned and faced away from her. This time when she hooked her thumbs around the sides of her boyshorts, there was no panic on Eva’s face. Kim bent straight over at the waist and tugged them all the way to the floor. Slowly she turned back to Eva and the blonde was astonished. In her wildest dreams, she couldn’t have imagined anything like it. She looked like an airbrushed Playboy photo, except the breasts WERE real. Kim was the textbook definition of an hourglass. The big breasts were natural and so was the round, heart-shape of an ass. Everywhere else was all her hard work. Eva had never seen anyone so tight and toned. She was defined but not muscular and so very feminine. “Perfection”, thought Eva. Kim looked down and smiled. “No landing strip, but other than that, we’re following the script baby.” She crawled back onto the end of the bed and playfully tugged at the sheet covering her older friend. Eva laughed, but was clearly nervous about this step. Kim put the sheet between her teeth and growled, pulling at it again. Eva relented and slowly, she allowed it to slide down her body. When her breasts were unveiled, Kim whimpered aloud. She was amazed again that the beautiful girl in front of her was a woman of 45. Time had taken their toll to be sure, but in a natural, beautiful way. Stretch marks and imperfections? Small ones maybe, but it only reminded Kim she was looking at a real woman, not the plastic ones that normally turned heads at her age. Her nipples were huge and hard as rocks. “Oh my goodness, you are incredible.” Eva shuddered. “Two kids and 45 years, but they are still holding up I guess.” She smiled shyly up at Kim and the younger woman kept tugging at the sheet. Eva’s skin also had that sexy sheen that hinted at warmth and arousal. “Modesty is very sexy, you know that?” “So is self-confidence.” “I’m faking it, was that false modesty you just gave me?” As the sheet cleared her hips, Kim expected Eva to put up one last half-hearted protest, but she just threw her arms up over her head and lifted her hips off the bed again as if finally giving herself over completely to whatever Kim wanted. As it cleared her thighs, a smile returned to Kim’s face and she looked up at Eva. The older woman was likely blushing in the soft light. “You didn’t know I was Brazilian?” She laughed nervously and added, “Kim, do you like it?” Kim was charmed by her total vulnerability. “There’s nothing I don’t like baby.” Kim could tell there was no liposuction, lifting or sculpting keeping her in shape. She was almost too good to be true. But there she was. Kim reached out to touch her hip but Eva’s hand caught her first. Eva could barely breathe. “Your teammate, what happened next?” Kim was having trouble containing herself, but held up for, she hoped, one last time. She sighed. “So there she was, standing next to my bed, hovering over me like I am you right now. She was so gorgeous in that light.” Kim and Eva Ch. 01 “Just like you are right now”, Eva cut in. Kim smiled and stood up. She walked around to Eva’s side of the bed and knelt down. “Come right to the edge”, she said, and Eva obeyed in kind. Kim’s voice was barely audible. “Carrie knelt down beside me, lightly touched my face and my body and…” Kim’s hands followed the story’s instructions while she knelt down next to Eva. Her lips started planting kisses the length of Eva’s body. Her forehead, the top of her ear, her neck, her shoulder, fingers, hips, thighs, calf, toes. All the way down, her hands massaged Eva’s back, bum, and calves. Eva was squirming with every movement and moaning. Kim took Eva’s big toe in her mouth for a few seconds and then started back up north. This time she was more daring. When she kissed Eva’s inner thighs, the blonde had to fight the urge to wrap both legs around her younger friend’s head. As the kisses made their way to her tummy, Kim reached up and, for the first time, caressed Eva’s breasts. She carefully avoided the nipples, but that didn’t stop Eva from whimpering “Ohhh Kiiiimmmmyyyy.” When her lips arrived at Eva’s chest, Kim traced kisses all over her breasts, stopping briefly to blow lightly on her nipples. “They are sooo sensitive, have mercy.” Kim had planned on teasing Eva awhile longer, but this was too much of a temptation for her. She urgently took Eva’s right nipple in her mouth, tracing circles all around it with her tongue. Her left hand had free access to Eva’s whole body and Kim used her nails to lightly trace down her back, to her hips, down her legs and back up. She grabbed Eva’s ass roughly and dug her nails in slightly, shocking herself at how passionately she did so. Eva whimpered again and pulled Kim’s face even tighter against her chest, spurring her on. Kim sucked gently on the nipple, hugging Eva tightly to her with her right arm, while her left hand dared to roam between her legs. The younger girl expected hesitance but Eva’s legs flew open as though they’d been forced apart. It was Kim who was hesitant now as she slowly slid her middle finger between Eva’s lips. She ran it back and forth, careful to avoid her clit and careful to avoid slipping inside her, which was very difficult. “I can’t believe how wet you are”, said Kim, taking her attention away from Eva’s breasts momentarily. “Wow.” Eva was thrusting her hips at Kim’s finger, desperate to be touched in exactly the places the younger girl was avoiding. “I must be too wet”, she whispered between moans. “You won’t really touch me.” Kim pressed her forehead against Eva’s and smiled. With her soaking wet left hand, she took Eva’s right and guided her between her own legs. She then resumed her teasing, stopping her fingers just at the opening of Eva’s pussy. Eva couldn’t believe the warmth and moisture between Kim’s legs. How had SHE had that effect on such a perfect young goddess? And why hadn’t Rick made her feel this way since….well ever? Just then Kim’s lips latched back onto her right nipple and Eva looked down at her. Here she was being ravished by the most beautiful creature she had ever laid eyes on and she was going to waste her time feeling guilty about a man who hadn’t made her feel sexy once since she turned 40? “No way”, Kim thought. “He’s been denying me a sex life for over 5 years, I’m not going to let him rob me of HER.” She turned her attention back to Kim and the fact that she simply refused to stop teasing. Didn’t she know how much she needed this? Over and over again she thrust her hips up into Kim’s hand, but she just grinned, bit her lip and teased, grinding her own pussy down onto Eva’s hand. Suddenly the solution was clear. “Look at me Kim”, said Eva, with as much command as she could muster. Kim looked up and Eva grinned. Staring directly into Kim’s eyes, Eva grabbed the back of her head and kissed her. Both women hesitated, the softness and warmth unfamiliar. But almost instantly instinct took over for Eva. She wanted this person, plain and simple, and it didn’t matter her age, her sex or that she wasn’t married to her. She bit Kim’s lip ever so slightly and her younger partner perked up and nipped her right back. They giggled and rubbed each other a little more urgently. Eva parted her lips, hoping Kim would understand the invitation her tongue was getting. Eva got impatient after just a few short seconds however, and parted Kim’s lips with her own. As their tongues danced together, Eva’s frustration with the teasing reached a breaking point. She found Kim’s clit with her middle finger and passed over it lightly several times. It was just how Eva touched herself when she masturbated and it had exactly the desired effect on her partner. Kim’s knees buckled at the sudden stimulation and she groaned deeply in Eva’s mouth. Then Eva worked the finger in circles around Kim’s clit, very slowly. At first Kim froze and Eva groaned in frustration, but the younger girl soon woke up and followed suit. Eva’s clit felt huge to Kim’s delicate fingers. “I’m sorry baby, was I teasing you”, she breathed, in between kisses. “It seems to have had an effect.” “Don’t be cocky with me, I can feel how wet I make you.” Eva brought her lips to Kim’s ear. “Did Carrie make you this wet?” “Almost, want to know how?” Eva had lost interest in the story momentarily, but the role play was so exciting to her. “Of course.” Kim stood and leapt playfully over Eva to the middle of the bed. Eva shrieked with surprise and turned to face her. “I lost control for a minute there Eva, you ok with surrendering it back?” “I’ve been trying to surrender for a while now, but I had to step in when you were dragging your feet.” Kim raised her eyebrows and smiled. “Ok mouthy, shut up and lay back.” Eva smiled wide and complied. Kim nuzzled up into Eva’s neck and rested her head on her shoulder. As her fingers returned to her clit she began to whisper in Eva’s ear. “Carrie told me that she’d been crazy about me since the first time she saw me. She walked in the team room to change after a workout during the first week at school and I was in the far corner at a locker. I was naked, my towel at my feet, and I was tying my hair in a ponytail.” Eva eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open. Was rotating her hips slowly in time with Kim’s touch. “Lucky girl.” “She asked the other vets who I was and she couldn’t believe that I had just turned 18. She thought I was a transfer not a freshman. She stopped me on the way out and talked to me, took my picture with her cell and added my number. I went home and probably watched a movie and went to sleep. Carrie on the other hand……” Kim paused and pressed more firmly on Eva’s clit. “…went home and got herself off to my picture; not once”, Kim kissed Eva’s cheek. “Not twice.” Kim paused and kissed the other. “But three times.” Kim planted a tender and sensual kiss on Eva’s lips, gently parting them with her tongue and again increasing the pressure on Eva’s clit. Eva’s hand gently massaged Kim’s arm in encouragement and she moaned deeply. Kim continued. “She saved the picture on her computer and then put her computer beside her on the bed. She said always needed toys to get herself off that many times but this time….” Kim paused again and glided her middle finger down between Eva’s lips and gently slipped it deep inside her. Eva grabbed Kim’s elbow and grunted, then relaxed as the new sensation washed over her. “…she just needed her fingers and her imagination.” Kim gently curled her finger deep inside of Eva to search for her spot. “Oh my Goddddd, Kim.” She’d clearly found it. Kim hoped Eva didn’t realize just how unsure of herself she was. She was operating mostly on porn movie knowledge and instinct for what she liked or what she had fantasized about. But looking down at the look on Eva’s face, she saw the full effect of whatever connection they had. Her older friend certainly didn’t know or care about her limited experience and Kim found herself caring less and less and wanting more and more. She leaned in closely again and Eva reached up and stroked her jet black hair. “Guess what I’d be doing right now if we weren’t here.” “Tell me, and please give me more.” Kim’s index finger joined her middle finger deep inside Eva’s pussy. “I’d be stretched out naked on my bed, my glass toy between my legs, and you on my mind.” Kim began to fuck her a little harder and Eva threw both arms around her and held on tight, lifting her hips off the bed to meet Kim’s fingers. “I’d be on orgasm number three by now at least.” “C..Carrie?” “She just needed her fingers and her imagination to get me off too.” Kim looked down at Eva. Her lips were parted in an O, her nails dug into Kim’s back, and her hips bucked up and down in rhythm with Kim’s thrusting fingers. She was ready. And so was Kim. Carrie’s lessons had been brief, but memorable and effective. “Eva, look at me.” The blonde’s eyes shot open and focused intently on Kim’s. Kim was struck by what a perfect clear blue they were. “Good girl. I want to be looking into those eyes when I make you cum.” Eva managed a slight nod and whimper as Kim increased the pace a little more, then a little more. “Oh fuck Kim, wow, that’s perfect.” The dirty talk shocked Kim a little, but she loved it and she knew she’d found just the right tempo. She was pretty much motionless; Eva’s hips were fucking her fingers, doing all the work. “Omigod, omigod, omigod.” Over and over Eva chanted, bucking her hips faster and faster. When Kim saw Eva close her eyes and reach down to touch herself, she suddenly stopped. Eva’s eyes shot open again and her look was almost of someone in pain. “What are you doing??!!” Kim grinned and brought her fingers to her lips. Slowly, she cleaned her fingers with her tongue. As she did, Eva began passing her own fingers over her clit. When Kim was finished, she licked her lips and whispered, “You taste wonderful, thank you.” She slid her hand back down Eva’s chest, stomach, over her own hand now rubbing herself frantically, and back between her warm, wet thighs. “Now, unless you want me to stop again, keep those eyes open.” Her chest heaving, Eva smiled and locked her stare at Kim. Kim continued. “You keep rubbing that clit baby, and tell me what you need from me.” “Faster”, was all Eva said and she began rubbing Kim’s upper chest. Kim propped herself up onto her elbow so her breasts were no longer pressing into Eva’s. Eva moaned as she examined them with her left hand. “Oh, you wanted to see the girls did you?” “Mmmmm, they’re almost as amazing as those fingers, my God! More please!” As soon as Kim slipped a third finger inside her, she felt Eva’s muscles begin to twitch. “Wow, I can feel you vibrating, are you ready?” Breathlessly Eva spoke. “You have nooooo idea.” Kim leaned in to whisper directly in her ear. “I have three more days, I’ll give you as much of this as you can handle and lot more.” Kim felt Eva’s pussy spasm and then grab her fingers. “Oh fuck, almost there, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Kim’s fingers and Eva’s fingers and hips worked in perfect unison, back and forth, applying just the right amount of rhythmic pressure. Barely a minute had passed when Eva’s muscles released Kim’s fingers and began to spasm. Eva’s hips came off the bed and a squeal escaped her lips. Her mouth and eyes were wide open and she looked directly at Kim as promised. “Ahhhhhhh”, breathed Eva, with what Kim could only describe as an extreme amount of relief. The orgasm gripped Eva for almost 10 seconds and she remained perfectly still, allowing it to wash over her. As she began to come down, Eva’s whole body shook. Kim began to move her fingers inside of her again and ran her thumb back and forth over her clit. “Oh my fucking God!” Eva almost yelled and Kim was shocked again. Her thumb was replaced by Eva’s fingers, and she moved them desperately to keep the high going. Eva’s stare returned to Kim. “Keep fucking me, don’t stop, please don’t stop.” Kim was in awe of what she was seeing and wouldn’t have dreamt of it. Seconds passed and Eva’s hips again flew off the bed. Her hands smacked down loudly against the mattress and she gripped the sheets hard. This time the spasms seemed to wrack her entire body and there was no way for Kim to describe the shrieks, ohs and ahs escaping Eva’s lips. Again, after about 10 seconds, she began to relax and her hips returned to the mattress. Kim touched Eva’s clit again. “Oh, nonononono”, said Eva, shaking and turning onto her stomach. “Too sensitive, too sensitive.” Kim watched her for a full minute. Her twitching body glistened with perspiration and it was difficult for Kim to resist touching her more. Finally she reached down and lightly rubbed Eva’s back. “Kim, it’s ok to touch me, my back isn’t what’s sensitive.” “Why are you lying like that?” “For one, I’m just spent, but more importantly, I’m probably blushing up a storm.” “You’re NOT embarrassed?!” “Welll….” “Oh Eva”, started Kim. She laid down and spooned her. “What are you worried about?” Eva snuggled back against the warmth and comfort of Kim’s naked skin. “Kim that was…..unbelievable is the only word I can come up with. I’ve just never felt like that. I don’t know who that was just now, but I’ve never met her before.” Then she giggled that sexy giggle and Kim knew everything was alright. “Well Eva, I liked her and I’d like to see her again.” She began caressing her blonde hair and kissed her shoulder lightly. Eva turned her head toward Kim. “We got away from your story; I’d like to know how it ends.” “Well we haven’t reached the end yet, but we also didn’t get away from it.” “So she got you off just like that?” “Yeah, and I was all self-conscious after losing control in front of her, sound familiar?” Eva gave her a fake-pout and Kim’s stomach fluttered again. “Does she do anything that doesn’t make me wet?” Kim thought. “So she comforted you and said sweet things like you’re doing with me?” Eva grabbed Kim’s hand and kissed it as thank you. “Sure, she also did one more thing.” “What’s that?” “She made me come again….even harder.” The words hung in the air and Eva felt her own butterflies. She started squirming and Kim knew she was still turned on. Eva smiled and bit her lip. “Is that so?” “It is.” Kim smiled right back and cupped Eva’s breasts with her right hand, lightly massaging her nipples and kissing her shoulder again. Eva started to roll onto her back, but Kim stopped her. “Stay where you are”, she ordered. Eva rolled back onto her stomach and relaxed. “Another massage?” she asked, a little puzzled. Kim answered by kissing Eva’s neck and grabbing her butt. She started at her neck, traced kisses down her shoulder and returned to her neck. Kim then straddled her once again, reached underneath Eva with both hands and grabbed her breasts. As Kim began tracing her warm lips down her spine, Eva breathed deeply. “This isn’t going to be a massage is it?” Kim gave Eva’s breasts a light squeeze and continued her path south. “Baby, remember the taste I had of you before?” Eva squirmed again. Kim licking her off her fingers had been the most unexpectedly sexy sight of the night. “Y…yes.” Kim took her hands from Eva’s breasts and playfully slapped her ass cheeks with both hands. “Well I’m going to show you how much I liked it. Lift that bum up.” She grabbed a pillow and slid it under Eva’s tummy, leaving her butt sticking straight up in the air. “Comfy babe?” “Very. But even if I wasn’t, I’d do anything for you right now.” Kim kissed Eva’s cheeks, again in awe at the perfect, firm roundness of the older woman’s butt. Hesitantly, she started exploring with her tongue. When Eva first felt the wetness gliding across her flesh, a long “ohhhhhh” escaped her lips. Whenever Kim had thought or fantasized about this moment, she always felt a gnawing doubt about whether she’d be overcome by two nagging questions; will she enjoy it and will I enjoy it? Kim massaged Eva’s ass and drank in the sight in front of her; lovely blonde hair cascading down a long, shapely torso toward a heart-shaped butt and long, shapely legs. Those legs were spread and a waxed, wet, lovely pussy was being offered to her. Kim concluded that there was only one way to answer either question. She laid down on her stomach between Eva’s legs and her hands returned to that magnificent ass. Kim’s breath was hot on her inner thighs and the blonde wriggled in anticipation. Kim pulled apart Eva’s cheeks and, in one slow movement, gradually inserted her tongue as deep inside Eva as possible. Eva exhaled deeply and moaned. She had expected some teasing and the feel of Kim’s tongue was a welcome surprise. Kim allowed herself a deep breath and Eva’s sweet taste and musky fragrance were intoxicating. She relaxed instantly. Slowly she brought her tongue all the way out of Eva’s pussy and slid it all the way back in. It felt much different than she imagined and the foreign sensations made it feel even sexier. Eva was rocking her hips and breathing heavily. She reached underneath her body and began massaging her clit once again. “Uh uh”, protested Kim. She grabbed Eva’s hand, licked her juices off of her fingers and replaced them with her tongue. As she traced circles around Eva’s clit, Eva moaned loudly and used her hand to reach back and pull Kim’s head in closer. The younger girl’s head was swimming. She hungrily lapped at her partner’s lips and traced teasing circles around her swollen clit. Eva thrust her bum back into Kim’s face and her nose nudged inside her. Kim breathed in deeply and moaned. “Oh wow”, exclaimed Eva, “that’s different.” “Mmmm”, moaned Kim in agreement, but neither of them cared. Whatever made them feel good was all that mattered. They worked up a rhythm quickly. “I wish your nose was bigger”, giggled Eva. “And I wish you’d actually touch my fucking clit!” Kim came up for air for a moment. “Maybe I’m waiting for you to beg me.” Eva lifted herself up on all fours and turned to look at her young partner. Kim rose to her knees and stared right back. She slid two fingers inside Eva’s pussy and watched as Eva’s words caught in her throat. She quickly composed herself and smiled wickedly. She reached back and grabbed Kim’s wrist so she couldn’t move. Eva then started rocking back and forth, fucking herself with Kim’s fingers. She licked her lips and moaned. “Kim, please, please please….pretty please….suck on my clit.” Kim’s return smile was just as wicked. Eva seemed to be embracing her naughty side at last and Kim wanted to encourage that behavior by giving her exactly what she asked for. She spread Eva’s ass cheeks wide and teased her clit a few seconds longer with her fluttering tongue. Then slowly she licked the entire length of Eva’s pussy, taking first one lip into her mouth, then the other. Feeling bold, she continued to Eva’s ass and gave it a few hesitating licks. “Omigod”, Eva moaned, delighted, and Kim made a mental note for later. Right now, however, was not a time for teasing. Kim returned her attention to Eva’s clit, pursed her lips and gently sucked it inside her warm mouth. She rested on her left elbow and with her right hand, she reached up and ran her fingernails all over Eva’s body. Over and over again she drew Eva’s clit between her lips and over and over again she released it and swiped her tongue back and forth across it. Eva kneeled there still and silent for nearly a minute, frozen in wonder at what she was feeling. Her lips were parted in a constant “O” and her breathing was ragged. She felt that she could explode at any second.